
Ethan waves a hand at Arumi before returning to the parking lot and picking up the bike. As for Archilles, he went behind the wheel.
"Miss Arumi. Is your day fun?"
Miss Arumi's face was still clearly bruised. Doesn't look like powder this morning. Archilles praised the way Ethan Sanchez handled Miss Arumi.
Great ... great .. great!
"Is it printed clearly on my face?" Turn ask.
"Yes." Yeah."
"It's rare to find a day like today's Archilles. Teacher does not go to class. I've been alone with Ethan all hour long, empty lessons in the lab."
"Did you study biology with Mr Ethan?" archilles asked involuntarily followed by curling his lips to find Miss Arumi beaming.
Poor you, Lucca. You missed the party! You win at strategy lose at execution!
"Must be when you come. I really know now, though not all of them. In the lab, we just had fun with some flowers and plants to produce perfume."
"Good for You."
"Yes," nods Arumi very enthusiastically. "Ethan extracted the Lily in bloom for me. Very cool, isn't it?"
Archilles are just beards. Miss Arumi adores Ethan Sanchez. Car's out of the school yard.
"Oh Archilles, how lucky I am to be Ethan's girlfriend. At least my brain has a little light."
"Frightly so."
"Owh, did you just agree that before Ethan my brain was dark? Do you want your forehead knocked, Archilles?" arumi exclaimed at the Archilles until the bodyguard only scratched the side of the head that did not itch.
"You're not gonna do that!"
"What? Knock your forehead? Why can't you?"
"Your boyfriend let me be hard on you if needed. I will do that from today" said the Archilles firmly.
Red lights and cars stopped right on the side of the city park.
"Oh, are you starting to dare Archilles?" Arumi's spy widens. "Get your forehead!"
Archilles Lucca clucked softly and turned to Arumi. The girl was getting ready to make a frown, but Archilles' hand was more swift, catching Arumi's hand and imprisoning the delicate hand.
"I really don't let you do this anymore, Miss Arumi. You need to know that even though you are the Boss, I'm older than you."
Arumi gawking. "Ka .. u dare me?" Arumi's eyes scanned his hands in the Archilles' grasp. Arumi meets red.
"You need to learn respect, keeping the language is also politeness in the older ones. If we agree, I'll let go of your hand."
Akh Lucca, you're just looking for opportunities and narrowness!
Know what you're about ethics, you're just a damned demon!
That's just your excuse, Lucca. His hands are so soft and smooth, aren't they? There's never been anything so soft as that, not even the woman you adore.
Wake up from your dreams, you son of a bitch! This girl holds the highest throne in the dynasty whereas we are only one of the black pots in her palace.
Don't panic! In the presence of the fiery spirit of love, let alone the dynastic owner, even the gods of heaven will be subdued.
All right, let's fall in love with Miss Arumi. Aren't we going to fulfill the vow to disappear secretly? Let's go to the Monastery. Let's see, can you stand the buzzing of God-worshipping bells 7 hours a day?
Oh no! I better shut up!
Good foryou!
Arumi frowned, "You're not yelling, Archilles! I don't like you being serious, just being with Ethan I'm serious. Please!"
So, Miss Arumi has a reason. Archilles is wrong.
Look at him, Lucca! Didn't you feel sorry for him? Ignore Ethan Sanchez! This girl just wants to be colorful!
Miss Arumi needs to be fixed!
He's not an item, Lucca! By the way why do you keep holding Miss Arumi's hand?
"Miss ...."
"I always keep my attitude and behavior on the older ones. With Ethan, Aruhi and Elgio I was always serious. But with you, Mother and Aunty Sunny I want to be free."
"If I were rude, I'd hit Penelope Jhonson's head with a sleeping lamp instead of letting her hurt me!" nagel Arumi unconsciously.
"Miss?!"
"Yes, I'll be honest with you!"
"I know."
"Leona can't hold a secret." Miss Arumi grunts.
Green light .., Archilles let go of Miss Arumi's hand, found herself reluctant. While Miss Arumi arranged to sit, was caught agitated, clenched her hands on her lap. It was covered with another hand and was only glued to that hand. The mood was suddenly awkward.
Sign the pull over, the car stopped at the end of the city park.
"Why did we stop?"
Archilles took the cream from the dashboard. He bought it this morning after delivering Miss Arumi.
"Your face needs to be smeared with Oparin gel, Miss! This can speed up the recovery process of bruises and other symptoms that arise including soreness. You can't do activities with a blue face."
"Ethan has smeared it with Aloe Vera."
"Yes, but you still need this cream. Please face me here, Miss!"
Arumi shook her head, "I can be alone, Archilles."
Miss Arumi asked for cream. Face the puffed glass in the car and open the cream lid.
"Is it okay to be hit like this?" ask Arumi.
"Yes, Aloe vera was smeared a few hours ago."
Arumi stroked slowly, grimacing slightly. Grumbling slowly, Archilles tried to watch the road. Immediately disturbed, it seemed like this girl could do nothing but act. You may not know how to use face cream.
"Miss, let me help you."
"What are the problems?"
"Yes." Yeah."
Arumi resigned and turned around, let Archilles strain the cream over the bruise. It's unfortunate because it was the wrong decision. Arumi was too close to judge how the highest standards of good looks a man carried by Archilles Lucca.
When the hand is raised, the arm muscles poking behind the suit and the broad shoulders of the Archilles are enough to shake the faith. The image of the Archilles' abdomen this morning passed just like that in the eyes, making Arumi even more uncomfortable. What did his stupid eyes do? Rutuk Arumi is upset.
"Are you really 26 years old, Archilles?" ask Arumi about being nervous. The fingers that move on his skin successfully make Arumi very agitated.
"My identity is so. I'm the biggest of the boys my age and my dad is tired of taking care of me at home. I was so naughty and troublesome, always acting up. So, he kicked me into school two years earlier and faked my age. I'm the same age as Mr. Elgio."
"Oh ...."
"Did this part hurt too?" archilles asked slowly to interact with the corner of Arumi's eye using his index finger. A little emphasis, slowly afraid Miss Arumi is sick.
This is how you don't like Miss Arumi being sick with the Archilles let alone using a hand to push Miss Arumi's forehead? I'm skeptical.
I'll find a way!
Spies meet.
Oh, shits! Lucca, look at these innocent eyes?
Arumi did not realize that he had stopped breathing air.
Someone who was plastered in front of this had turned his world aside.
Thick eye brows, directly masculine firmness of an Archilles. Almond eye shape is beautiful with greenish Irish circled something thick, very alluring.
How can a man have eyelashes this flat and a face this good? And this man is his bodyguard. Is Archilles Lucca the reincarnation of the legendary Greek warrior Archilles, the demigod?
Arumi Chavez?! Wake up!
Unknowingly Arumi lamented.
"Oh my God, what happened to me?!"
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